Xiao Yang's heart was flustered by the soft snowy kiss in his arms. His brain was blank for nearly a minute before he was slightly awake.

He painstakingly removed the sweet red lips of Mu Hanxue, calmed his breath and tried to talk to Mu Hanxue.

Who knows, Mu Hanxue's face is redder than before, she keeps pulling her clothes, shouting hot and hot in her mouth, and reveals a large piece of frightening snow-white in her chest.

Xiao Yang quickly pulled up her chest clothes, but Mu Hanxue closed his eyes, like losing consciousness, and then fell on himself, trying to kiss him.

Xiao Yang just thought something was...